Chapter 10 - Confronting The Marcone Underboss In South Beach
Two days later, my armored SUV pulled up outside an exclusive private club on Ocean Drive in South Beach, Miami. Lorenzo and six of my most trusted men stepped out, securing the perimeter before I walked inside.
Dante Marcone, the underboss of the Marcone family, sat at a corner VIP table surrounded by bodyguards and high-priced liquor. His arrogant smile faded instantly as he saw me walk through the private entrance flanked by armed Moretti soldiers.
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I sat across from him, placing the printed ledgers from Anna's hard drive directly onto the glass table between us. "Your operative inside my home is in federal custody, Dante," I said calmly.
"And these files are arriving at the Department of Justice in one hour unless you sign over your Chicago interests."
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